It's Good Friday

Today is Good Friday and for those of you Catholics, you know that this day, along with the rest of the week is quite important. Here, we reflect on Christ's lament over our sins. He gave up his life for all of us to be saved. Ok, I'm not going to lecture here about religion, but I do have a question: Why is it called Good Friday? Jesus has died and so, why then will it be considered good? I guess the fact that we are forgiven, so long as we acknowledge our faults, would make it good but it is till a quandary for me. Why, for gosh's sake is it called good? Hmmm.....I guess I'll ponder this question a bit more. Maybe someone out there would be able to answer THAT question for me.

As we wrap up lent, I'm getting giddier and giddier as D-DAY approaches. What is that day you ask? Well, on the 22nd of this month, I will be going home to the Philippines for a vacation --will be staying there for about three and a half weeks. Fun stuff! My friend Noelle would be coming home with me although she would only be staying for about 11 days. But I am very much looking forward to this vacation. Hanging out with my brothers and their families...nieces, nephews. Oh, and the beach. Oh so beautiful beaches back at home. Not quite like Ocean City here in good ole Maryland...totally crap-o-listic. Oh well.

Lost
I often wonder where things will lead
To oceans of great wonder
or to the pits of hellish greed
With roads that wind to what seems like forever
I walk on with caution and hold things together

I sometimes fall prey to those who want to lead me astray
Bewildered with excitement not knowing the effect
Lost I find myself in wandering the vast roads ahead

In hopes of redemption, I listen to others
I follow their lead wanting to fit in
Lost again I find myself --far from who I really am within

For no apparent reason I stop dead on my tracks
Pondering the reasons why I fell for these traps
In wanting so much to be like everyone else
I forgot to consider who I really am
And so I lost the only thing that keeps me. . .me

As I stood there on the road I try to clear my mind
The nagging voices inside my head
They all make me more confused instead
Screaming and shouting on what I should do
Pointing to every direction I should pursue
I haven't got a clue
I am lost in the middle of the ocean blue
The dessert of a land barren
Perhaps of a forest dense with trees
barring my ability to see, which road ahead I have be in

I take a breath to what feels like forever
I close my eyes to try and quiet down my thoughts
Locking out every distraction in my mind
Wanting to find myself among the voices in my mind

Slowly I hear my very own voice
Directing me to the right choice
Relieved I decided from then on
I shall only let myself lead me on

What's really important is for me to be me
At the end of the day, no one else can really see
The struggles I have for making choices based on others
Being lost amidst all, increasing my fears
I just need to listen to my very own voice
At the end, it's only me who has to make the choice